Fruits of our labor

We are picking blueberries everyday here at Six Little Acres.

The thing is, we really haven’t labored much, but because they are kinda small, we may have to do a bit more before the next season. Here’s the pick from this week. Most are frozen, we just wash and add to the bag!

We are watching the figs DAILY. This bush is loaded, y’all. It’s going to be a haul if we get them before the wildlife does! See what I mean? LOADED.

Just to give you an idea of how tall this bush is, Ninja Man is just over 5’10”. I drew a line at the tip top- the place we may never be able to pluck figs from! (By the way, his shirt says “I love IT WHEN my wife DOESN’T KNOW I BOUGHT A NEW GUN” LOL!

Besides blueberries and figs, we are excited to see grapes on the little vine our daughter planted in 2016. It will be our first grape harvest, and we really don’t know what to expect, but so far, so good.

The scuppernongs and muscadines are slowly bearing fruit, but nothing very exciting just yet.

It looks like we are in for a SWEET summer!

Oh my goodness- this pretty girl just showed up as I’m blogging from the front porch! She just stood and stared at me, just as curious about me as I was of her. Just another reason I love it here.

Thanks for stopping by, and God bless.

Quarantined at Six Little Acres

There comes a thunder! Or just a big wind, either way, it’s awesome to just be here with the pre-storm breeze. It’s the kind of wind that carries just enough sprinkles to make the dogs run to the porch, but the hummingbirds continue to flit around the feeders.

And so it goes with sheltering in place at Six Little Acres. We are senior citizens now, so we are extra careful with staying safe. Grocery delivery is the norm now, as is staying home as much as possible. The result is lots of time spent lounging so we have started walking the property every single day just to try and stay active.

The walking is especially helpful now because I had some pretty serious surgery in March. It was the 16th to be exact, just as the door was closing on the world as we know it. I was given the option to postpone, but I was the first patient of the day so it was safe enough for me. In the weeks and months that followed, I made the decision to come out of this better than I went in.

“Better” means losing weight, which is lots of fun when there’s nothing to do. But I’m diligent and determined. In order to get back to normal, I’m working with my physical therapy and walking the property each day. Both help with my recovery.

So today after my walk, I sat in my little garden and enjoyed the breeze. There’s a new corn cob on the squirrel picnic table, something I know will entertain us as soon as the rain subsides. More on that squirrel table in my next post.

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God bless,

Kathy Bo

It’s 2020 and work aplenty!

Ninja Man has been busy in the back of Six Little Acres. There are the muscadine and scuppernong vines that were overtaken by random vines and overgrown weeds.

What looked like two HUGE mounds of viney-weedy-snakey growth is now on its way to being an arbor once again.

These are very mature vines and they produce buckets of fruit each year. We are blessed to have them here at Six Little Acres, but only this year has Ninja Man been able to put clearing them out on his priority list. He is reclaiming our grapes from an invasion of the wilds!

Can y’all believe these before” pictures? #trueStory.

Here he is, chopping away: He still has a bit to go, but three cheers, y’all!! Once that with is finished, we will be constructing new supports to function as the arbor.

Meanwhile, we did a walk about this morning, and I am so thankful God blessed us with THIS place in THIS town! I just wanna hug it all! So our walk revealed a sweet little jonquil waiting to be discovered! He’s like, “Hey! I’m here!”

I’m smitten with his beautiful yellow self!

He happens to be blooming near the fig tree! Yeah, I know it’s supposed to be a “bush”, but y’all: Not kidding, it’s about 10 feet tall! Here is a happy little fig bud!So Ninja Man has been cleaning it out as well. Ninja is a happy camper because he keeps fueling his precious fire pit with all the limbs, vines and brush he is pulling out of the grapes and figs!

I love it when he gets out and makes our sweet little homeland even more awesome than it already is.

That’s it for today, please continue praying for our sweet Wren. She’s doing well and is stable! God is SO good, y’all.

Kathy Bo

Outside, and it’s nice and chilly!

Since fall arrived, we have taken to walking around Six Little Acres. It’s just such a pleasant place to be, this respite from the many, many hours we worked before retirement.

Here are some snippets of life here today.

Two thirds of our pups: (Our oldest Boston Terrier can’t play anymore)and I promise, they are BEST friends, they just love to play hard with one another. Just moments before I began recording, they were running laps around Ninja Man and me. Miele (Mee-luh) is the Boston / Sneaky Neighbor Dog mix. Winston is the Boston.

And this:

This is the grandLittle’s “Climbing Tree”, and in the summer and spring its branches are full of giggles.

Then this:

Ninja Man had to repair some fencing. It’s the fence surrounding the dog’s yard. They are 100% indoor family members, but have their very own door when they need to go.

He didn’t waste a minute figuring out how to stretch that wire.

Quick repair, all done!

After our walk about, we settled into the little garden in front of the house and discussed whether or not we should cancel our $50 a month YouTube TV. We have this conversation about every six weeks or so.

We shall see.

Thanks for stopping by and God bless!

Kathy Bo

It’s Fall, Y’all

We are enjoying retirement at Six Little Acres! This morning we sipped from our coffee cups while the wind chimes played with the breeze.

I really wish I could find an AFFORDABLE set of those old wind chimes we had back in the ’70s. The sounds they made were just perfect for a day like today! Do y’all remember them?

By the way, Wren’s latest MRI was “stable”, which means no growth in the tumor. Her MIBG is next week. Please pray for benign.

Thanks for stopping by, and God bless.

Kathy Bo

The Six Little Acres EBR

This is how we created a huge transitional space that is in constant use. Let me warn y’all, it’s different!

We are retired and our kids are grown. Our most recent home in Savannah Georgia has three bedrooms, and we are currently renting it out until we sell it.

We moved to West Georgia, and renovated this place at Six Little Acres. One thing we knew was that we did NOT want the traditional “spare bedrooms”. We decided to make the two bedrooms on one end of the former doublewide into my crafting studio, which turned out absolutely perfect! In time, I will blog with pix or a video on the studio, but for now we will check out the EBR.

The EBR is a 44′ long by 14′ wide addition. It has a space for guests (we can sleep four) and a multipurpose space. When I say “multipurpose”, I’m not kidding! Everything in the room can be moved to make new space. The sky is the limit! Well, actually, the ceiling and walls are the limit, but you know.

The guests have privacy, as far as the rest of the house goes. They use the full bath in the studio, have complete access to the kitchen and porches, can bring their pups, and otherwise are comfy cozy. Note the doggie door on the bedroom side- it leads out to an area as big as any pup could ever want. So far, all visiting pups have fit through it just fine.

“But what about their “own” room?” You may ask. Well, it’s like this: the house in Savannah as well as most of the homes we’ve owned have at least three bedrooms. We were just keeping those rooms in the event someone may come to visit. It just didn’t make good financial sense to us. Unless you live in a huge house, rooms are at a prime and we want to utilize every inch.

Besides, since our kids grew up and moved away, we simply didn’t need two extra rooms to heat and cool, or to pay taxes and insurance on. While I kept one room for guests at our Savannah home, I used the other one every single day for a small crafting studio.

So we designed this home to have one bedroom, the master, and the multipurpose room where we do the following:

Accommodate weekend guests

Accommodate weeklong grandLittles

Host Bible Studies (see the tables along one side)

Host card making classes (I’m a Stampin’ Up! demonstrator) shameless plug: https://kathybo.stampinup.net

Host spaghetti / taco / hotdogs and burgers dinners for as many as 20!

Take naps

Sewing, lots of sewing!

Set up a projector and a movie screen for the kids, mattress on floor so they can all stretch out, and popcorn and snacks during the movie

Yoga

Exercise (There’s a Wii Fit)

And lots more than I can recall right now!

So you’re probably wondering why we call it the EBR, right? Well, we moved due to our grandLittle Wren’s need for us to help out. She was diagnosed with neuroblastoma at 16 months old. She will be FIVE in two weeks, y’all! Anyway, we had some tremendous emotional baggage as a result of her catastrophic illness along with our subsequent move and unprecedented difficult journey trying to get settled.

So we named it the Emotional Baggage Room, aka: the EBR. And we have seen more emotional baggage than our fair share!

So here’s it is, folks. I don’t have a “before” and “after” because we created it. It’s just right for us, and we hope our guests enjoy it too, regardless of their baggage!

There will be curtains eventually, but it’s not a priority yet. We have considered a room divider but we aren’t sure if we want one or not.

Those quilts on the wall cover shelves that hold fabric for our sewing projects. Yes, I said “our”. Ninja Man actually made the quilt you see hanging, the one with dark blue lines. It’s all machine embroidered too!

Well, that’s the story of the EBR, the room that makes some wonder but makes perfect sense to us!

Thanks for stopping by, and God bless!

Kathy Bo

Home grown preserves with Stevia

While I was at Bible study this morning, Ninja Man went to the Muscadine and scuppernong bushes to see if he could go about making some preserves.

Y’all.

He collected enough to make a sweet little batch of Heaven.

Wow.

Considering the fact that I’m type 2 diabetic and he and I are rather fluffy, he made them with Stevia. There is still sugar in the fruit and of course carbs in the croissant, so not to say we aren’t tempted, but nobody’s going crazy over here!

But y’all. It is SOOO good! I can’t wait to have some more.

We used this recipe from pallensmith. Ninja Man tweaked it for the Stevia.

I’m a fan! And it’s so wonderful to have something to harvest here. We are talking about a garden next year, so hopefully there will be lots more to come!

(By the way, it’s still warm in the pix.)

Thanks for stopping by and God bless!

Kathy Bo

Today, three years ago.

The story below showed up in my Facebook memories today. I am SO thankful we are past that season. As I write this blog post, I am using my phone, in the car, with Ninja Man driving and little Wren in the back seat. We are taking her to the Children’s Hospital for a checkup. She is on trial meds for the neuroblastoma that was found in her neck when she was just 16 months old. She’s a MAJOR joy and such a trooper. I wish we were going somewhere fun, but this is our new normal, this time with hope. And best of all, this precious Little will celebrate her 5th birthday in September. She says hi to all of you! (THAT DIMPLE, YALL!)

On to the memory:

There’s a story here. We shall title it “A Pane in my Glass”.

A) It’s moving month. Yeah, it’s not moving “day” any freakin more. It’s moving freakin month. Apparently that’s the way we do things.

B) I have a nice IKEA setup in my studio. Among its attributes are two glass topped desks. You will note I’m sweeping up one of those two desk tops with an itty bitty broom. More on that in a minute.

C) it was a freak accident- at least that’s Ninja Man’s story and he is sticking to it. I only “heard” the crash because I was about 100 feet away in my new natural habitat: a freakin storage unit.

D) thankfully it was tempered glass. That meant it broke in a gazillion chunks. I know. I counted.

E) I called the storage people to ask for a broom. The guy was kind enough to direct me to Dollar General to buy a broom. Honestly, in my storage-induced stupor, I hadn’t thought of that.

F) There were no “real” brooms at the dollar store. There were only whisk brooms with mini dustpans. I succumbed to the lack of choices and grabbed a tiny set. I should have bought two because Ninja Man made the impulse decision to suggest that I missed a piece – right over there. Words cannot even describe.

G) Did I mention the pups were in the car the ENTIRE time? Oh yes they were. I have a neat little remote thingie and can start my car over and over. It runs for 10 min and I start it up again. The pups were in air conditioned bliss while the humans were sweating like the servants we are. Oh, and that remote starter thing? It’s not for keeping pups in the car for 3.5 hours while I mini-sweep the parking lot at the freakin storage unit in freakin August, but there’s nothing in the directions that says I can’t so I did. And let me just say they watched me the whole time.

H) while I was sweeping the parking lot with my mini broom, a storm was on the horizon. I decided right then and there that I was gonna sit and sweep up every teeny piece until lightening struck me det. The lightening didn’t strike me det so I decided to sit in the pre-storm breeze, sweep the freakin parking lot with my freakin mini broom and dustpan, enjoy the mist on my face and pretend it was a real bath.

That’s the story from my point of view.

Now for Ninja Man’s prospective:

A) Some glass broke but it’s ok. It’s tempered.

Bedtime. I’ve earned it.

Thanks for stopping by and God bless.

Kathy Bo

Sometimes.

Sometimes I wake up at Six Little Acres and just go about my busy day.

Other times I run across pictures of where we were, and I absolutely marvel at the absolute grace of God.

This was our situation during demo.

And this is us now. I’m so very thankful for our humble home. It’s all ours, and that’s enough for me.

Thanks for stopping by. For anyone going through renovations, remember that we go THROUGH things- we don’t just stay there.

I hope this offers encouragement.

God bless,

Kathy Bo

Harvest time

Ninja Man proclaimed the figs were ready.

This is always a welcome proclamation at Six Little Acres. The fig “bushes” are actually trees at this point, and they are very mature and healthy.

We also have a pear tree or two. The pears are often deer food, so we have yet to gather many. I think ours are Kieffer pears, which are best for preserves. I keep saying next year, next year, but I keep missing out on gathering them. The deer, however, don’t miss a beat.

The blueberry bushes must have been started years ago along with the fig bushes because they too, are huge producers.

Our daughter used to keep up with these things but since she and her family moved it’s up to us.

Here’s how I keep up:

Me: “How about the blueberries? Think they are ready?”

NM: “Probably.” (That’s Ninja Man’s answer for lots of things I ask.)

Too lazy to put on my snake boots, I admit I forgot to follow up with the blueberries in question.

I came home from knit group this afternoon and found he had gone out and picked some of the blueberries AND figs. They are DELISH, y’all!

There is an estimated gazillion more, so as soon as it cools off I’ll go out there in snake boots and pick ALL THE THINGS!

Enjoy the pix, we will be making stuff and freezing the rest. If we are successful, I’ll share that too.

Thanks for stopping by and God bless!

Kathy Bo